Destined Martial God

Just as Feng Yun and Jiang Yan stopped in their tracks, suddenly, a weak sound of thunder came from the Qing Ya Pavilion.    

The sound of the clap of thunder was extremely weak, weak to the point that only Meng Yun and the others who had maintained their peak strength and had not been poisoned by the beauty snake could hear them faintly.    

After they exchanged glances, Meng Yun realized that the deep hatred in Gao Luanping's eyes had gradually been replaced by shock.    

After the first clap of thunder, the second clap of thunder sounded in less than ten seconds.    

Compared to the first clap of thunder, which was weaker, the second clap of thunder became much louder. At least, most of the people present could hear the rumbling of the thunder.    

"Eh, why would there be thunder in such a clear sky!" A young man in embroidered clothes, who hadn't noticed the abnormal sound of thunder yet, asked the person beside him with a puzzled expression.    

"Shh!"    

Beside the young man was a middle-aged man wearing embroidered clothes. With a grave expression, he gestured for the young man to be quiet before he softly explained.    

"The sudden clap of thunder just now came from the Qing Ya Pavilion at master Yu!"    

"AHH!"    

Afraid that his surprised voice would shock Yu Haoran, who was in Qing Ya Pavilion, the young man covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes like an ox as he stared straight at Qing Ya Pavilion.    

Although the people present were not pill refiners who were proficient in pill refining, as nobles of the Xianyang City, they had a slight understanding of pills of different levels.    

A pill that could create a phenomenon like lightning was not only a top tier pill that had reached Rank 4, but also had a special effect within Rank 4.    

Didn't they say that Yu Haoran was only a Grandmaster in the field of alchemy?    

Then why was he able to refine pills at least Rank 4 that had a special effect?    

In fact, not only did this question appear in the young man's heart, but this was also what was going on in the hearts of those who understood the grade of pills.    

Although a Grandmaster of the Way of Pills had an esteemed identity, comparable to an expert of the Martial Saint, it was far from being able to affect the development of the entire continent.    

But if it was the Grandmaster of the Pill Dao s, the situation would be completely different.    

This was because the position and influence of the Grandmaster of the Pill Dao s were not the slightest bit inferior to the sect masters of the top seven sects. In some aspects, their influence even far surpassed the sect masters of the top sects.    

"Boom!"    

Just when everyone was wondering whether Yu Haoran's stage of alchemy was a Grandmaster or a Grandmaster, a third shocking thunder came from the Qing Ya Pavilion.    

Compared to the first two claps of thunder, the third clap of thunder was not only louder and louder, it also covered an even wider area. Following the clap of thunder, the sky above Qing Ya Pavilion gradually darkened.    

"Boom!"    

Just as everyone was shocked by the third thunderclap, the fourth thunderclap came from the Qing Ya Pavilion.    

If one were to say that the first clap of thunder was so weak that only Gao Luanping and Meng Yun could hear it, the second clap of thunder could only be heard within a fifty meter radius around Qing Ya Pavilion. The third clap of thunder could only be heard by Qingyuan Hall.    

Then, the fourth thunderous roar instantly spread throughout the entire Xianyang City.    

If it was a cloudy day, and thunder suddenly sounded out in the ears of the people from Xianyang City, they would not be surprised at all.    

However, it was a sunny day with a clear sky. Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder, which attracted a lot of people's attention.    

Especially those experts of the Martial Saint Realm, who felt that the power of the Ancient Code that they had gained enlightenment of was being affected by the sound of thunder and almost got out of their control.    

In the imposing and quiet palace, in the spacious and bright study, the Qin Emperor was currently reading a imperial report. When the fourth thunderclap rang out, he suddenly stopped the golden brush in his hands and raised his head to look toward the south with a grave expression.    

When the fourth thunderclap rang out, the dark clouds above Qing Ya Pavilion began to churn!    

Within the Qing Ya Pavilion, a light breeze blew!    

Yu Haoran, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the pill furnace, was not only exceptionally nervous, but the sweat on his forehead was dripping down like rain.    

Seeing that he had already compressed the spirit liquid that was originally the size of an apple into the size of a walnut using his own Pill Fire and Pill Condensation Techniques, but the shape of the spirit liquid had not completely formed into a medicinal pellet, Yu Haoran took in a deep breath.    

As he quickly formed his hands, he started to use his spiritual will, which he accidentally obtained through his soul, to further increase the power of the Pill Fire when he used his body and cultivation base to break through to the Great Perfection Stage of Level 10 Martial Master.    

When the solid spirit liquid, which had been compressed to the size of a walnut, completely turned into a dark pill, a fifth clap of thunder could be heard from inside the pill.    

The sound of the fifth thunderclap was not as loud as the fourth thunderclap, but there was a power within the thunderclap that allowed all the practitioners who had condensed their divine souls in Xianyang City to sense the meaning behind the thunderclap.    

One after another, practitioners with Martial Master Realm or higher left the place of cultivation, left the restaurant, left the brothel, left their residences, and began searching for the location where the sound of thunder had been produced.    

Tower Spirit, who had been using her spiritual will to monitor the area of Qingyuan Hall for tens of thousands of meters, quickly realised that some warriors were rushing over and became slightly anxious.    

Because you don't know what purpose those warriors who rushed over had, or whether it would affect Yu Haoran's refining process.    

But no matter how anxious he was in his heart, Tower Spirit did not disturb Yu Haoran, who was concocting pills with all his strength, but instead used a trace of his divine will to attach onto Black Bear's body. He planned to wait for the formation and the moment it was broken through, he would immediately possess Black Bear and blast those martial artists who had rushed into the courtyard to death.    

Xiang Wenxuan, who had also felt the meaning of the fifth bolt of lightning, changed his expression slightly.    

Looking at Yu Haoran, who was quickly dividing the pellets, Xiang Wenxuan immediately soared into the sky. He planned to use his identity as a Grandmaster of the Pellet Dao and an elder of the Medicine Valley to temporarily help Yu Haoran fend off the pellets for a while.    

As Yu Haoran continued with the process of splitting the pellets, although the sound of thunder could no longer be heard from within the pellet, the dark clouds above the Qing Ya Pavilion not only became darker and darker, the range of the clouds also became larger and larger, soon enveloping the entire Qingyuan Hall.    

At this very moment, any practitioner who broke through their Martial Master Realm would be able to use their spiritual will to detect the place where the phenomenon occurred at the first possible moment.    

The first batch of warriors who arrived at Qingyuan Hall wanted to rush into the pavilion, but after seeing the vermillion door and the stone statues on both sides of the entrance, they stopped in their tracks.    

The Qingyuan Hall belonged to the military operation department of the Great Qin Empire and was an official inn. Without the permission of the royal family and the military, anyone who dared to barge into the Qingyuan Hall would be offending the laws of the Great Qin Empire.    

Therefore, the first batch of warriors could only anxiously look at the sky above the pavilion. The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, but they didn't dare to rush into the pavilion to investigate.